:17:02
our pet heads are falling off.
- Okay, just calm down.
:17:06
And what the hell are we doing here,
Harry? We've got to leave town.
:17:10
And go where? Where to?
- I'll tell you where...
:17:15
Some place warm.
Where the beer flows like wine.
:17:20
Where beautiful women flock
like the salmon of Capastrano.
:17:26
I'm talking about a little place like Aspen.
:17:31
I don't know, the French are assholes.
Wait a minute...
:17:38
I know what you're up to, mister!
:17:41
You just wanna go to Aspen and
find the girl who lost her briefcase.
:17:46
And you need me to drive you there.
Am I right?
:17:49
Am I right?
- Yes, so?
:17:53
So I want to go where somebody
can plug us into the social pipeline.
:17:58
No, no, no, Lloyd!
:18:00
And I say we stay here, hunt for jobs
and save for the worm store.
:18:06
I don't know about you, but I'm sick and
tired of running from creditors.
:18:12
You know what I'm sick of?
:18:16
I'm sick of having to eek
my way through life.
:18:24
And I'm sick of being nobody.
But most of all...
:18:34
I'm sick of having nobody.
:18:40
Okay, Lloyd.
:18:45
Aspen it is.
:18:50
You'd better not be fooling.
:18:58
Okay, just let it out. Have a good cry.